Exhibit B

You may be wondering about this title but if you've been keeping up you'll see that I mentioned Exhibit A(which is the chalk incident) in my last post. Exhibits of what? Well, exhibits of why moms all over the world want to throw in the towel of course.

Okay, down to the nitty-gritty.

*Note: Those who are squeemish, especially you of the male type, may not wish to continue further due to the graphic nature of this post.

This(cue Jaws or shrill psycho music):






...is what was awaiting me this afternoon. What? Let me explain. You see, my boy swallowed a penny yesterday and now we have to find it. You may have guessed by now just what the bucket is for.
We called the nurse line and they said that if it has not passed in 3 days time that we should take him in. I get to be the lucky individual who "searches" his, um, "leftovers" until it either appears or three days are up.
The above pictures are the tools I am using to complete my task. This of course includes rubber gloves(not pictured). I must admit that I am not exactly pleased with this new endeavor which as been thrust upon me. Might I add that I am slightly miffed at Solomon for not mentioning that in "A Time For Everything" in Ecclesiastes there is also a time for rooting around in human feces. Excuse my French. Oh and let's not forget my darling husband who gave him the penny in the first place.

So anyway, I have examined one batch today and much to my dismay, the search continues.
By the way, this is the look a kid gets when his mom humilates him by taking a picture of him while gathering evidence.



For those of you who believe this post to be inappropriate, I will defend myself by saying that after digging through a load of "leftovers" to no avail, I had to allow myself some enjoyment in my current circumstance!